Discussion in 'Stories (Fiction)' started by satchitananda, Apr 1, 2016.
Thanks so much VJ.
Hehehe, Kaniths. Let's see. Whatever the flavour of the moment be. Who knows ..... not even I!
Thanks so much Rihana. The story is done for now. I had written this for a competition more than a year ago. Wanted to publish it in a kind of anthology, but too much headache trying to find a publisher etc. To tell the truth, I don't even know how to go about it, as most publications I have seen ask for novels. Maybe I could expand the story and give it a try sometime.
You are right. Wounds might never heal completely, and even if they ever do, they do leave scars behind. One can only hope and pray and keep trying to 'forget' them by occupying one's mind with more positive stuff. Yes, old ghosts do pop from time to time. Just say a polite 'hello' to them, acknowledge them and send them home. At least it ensures a more peaceful existence with oneself.
Thanks so much Akanksha for the FB as well as for the nomination!
wonderful story dear ..there is a big message behind the story.
a very sad but true part of our country. being so educated and well to do still all this rubbish they believe..i have seen many such mourning and all after a girl child is born...
Totally agree with you Twinklingstar. I can never forget my own grandmother telling me once when she was upset with me over something "Nobody would have cried if you were not born. It would have been better if it had been a boy." I choose to forgive her because she was not educated and she belonged to two generations older than mine and I cannot be surprised when this attitude continues even in today's brave new times.
I remember when my sister was expecting a baby, the general hope that the first one would be a son, 'so that it would be fine if the second one was a daughter' implying thereby that two sons or a son and a daughter would be fine, but two daughters would be a calamity (as it was for my parents)!'
Read the entire story in one shot. I am too emotional to give a constructive feedback to this as a story. I don't think any one of us can even attempt to comprehend the emotions of Anita. This is my humble view.
Thanks a lot for the lovely FB, Viswa.